Monday, April 27, 2009

The Professor - Ch. 29.2

Aurelia gasped loudly when she saw Baron round the corner of the backyard. Her shaky hands instantly loosened on the mower handles, thereby turning it off. Now nothing but the slight morning breeze caressing nearby tree leaves could be heard in the backyard.

What is he doing here? Aurelia mused with her heart hammering against her ribs.

Had she sexed Baron up too much and turned him into a real stalker? Or had he come in the name of love?

There was only one way to find out the answers to her questions.

After taking a deep breath, Aurelia flung open the door of her mouth with words this time. “What are you doing here, Professor?” she asked, putting her hands defiantly on her hips. Her eyes flashed with fire even as her hidden valley began to pulse with need.

Instead of being offended by her fiery response to his presence, Baron moaned and licked his lips. Now he wished he had come sooner. He would have been here sooner had he not had final exams to administer all week and then taken a brief, yet extremely necessary business trip to Vegas.

“I’m not going to have sex with you again, Baron.” Aurelia frowned, folding her arms across her stimulated bosom, lest he see just how turned on she was from the mere sight of him in that white polo shirt and those khaki trousers. “Besides, don’t you think this is a little too far to travel for a booty call?”

“Is that how you’re labeling what we did that night? Mere sex? A booty call? I made love to you, Aurelia. Love!” Baron countered fervently, pushing his sunglasses up and past his hairline so that she could see his eyes as he stood directly in front of her now. “I thought you made love to me, too, based on your heartfelt words and the delicious way you responded to me.” He licked his lips again. “In fact, the last I heard, you had fallen just as deeply in love with me as I had you.”

“The last I heard, your family wasn’t open to interracial dating,” Aurelia quipped, fighting against the potent memories he invoked with his fervent words. And the sincere affection shimmering in his eyes proved that he was no obsessed stalker, but rather a man deeply in love.

In love!

“My brother Earl isn’t open to such dating. I am,” Baron replied firmly. “In fact, I’m open to interracial marriage, which is why I was about to ask you to marry me that night before Marquess interrupted us. Why after turning in the final grades of all my classes and handling some unexpected business in Vegas, I caught another plane and flew all the way here late last night just so I could ask you to marry me today,” he added, laying all his cards on the table as usual.

“Yes.” Baron pulled a ring out of his pocket to prove his intentions. “I love you, Aurelia Bunting. I don’t ever want to be without you again. Please marry me, baby,” he said, dropping down to one knee on the freshly cut lawn.

Who cares that he was ruining the knee of an expensive pair of trousers? Only one thing mattered in this pivotal life-changing moment – Aurelia’s answer.

Paula: That is a sad fact about some minorities. Some people judge themselves by what others say or think about them. Earl is such a person. He hates his Mexico roots simply because he thinks they make him inferior to whites. It's going to be quite a task to get him to love himself in this book. I plan to use Aurelia of all people to help him out.

I think everyone should be happy with how God made them. I think we all should trust that He knew what he was doing when he created us and learn to love ourselves.

Okay, preaching session officially over. lol. It's funny how even though this is a secular book, stuff like that still slips through. Is it deliberate or coincidental? lol. I ain't telling. lol.

I had to play catch up but it was so worth it - awesome and I love the dresses n things - this man must really love her to fly that far - but in my mind I keep seeing him as african american - I don't have anything against interracial couples because I have plenty in my family but for some reason the things he say and do just puts me in the mind of a black man - he is sexy tho...lol

You're obviously really feeling this story, too. It's bringing out all kinds of strong language in us all. I've even been biting back a few choice words along the way. And we haven't even gotten to all the REAL drama yet.

When we do, I'm probably gonna revert to using symbols or something to release my anger.